The Chronicles

A Fantasy RPG

The Satyr Hypocrisy

“Us? Satyrs? No, my friend, we are farce.”Moritar Bittersting as recorded by Archivist Charles Hallach of the Aureate College

The Satyri were reputedly the most magical of races before the onslaught of the Lament twisted the sorcerous energies of the First Continent. Legends tell how they fashioned cities from the bedrock of their kingdom at the base of the Kulthas Peak without ever lifting more than an eyebrow. They had existed for centuries before the dawn of the three races and, despite their bestial appearance, were possessed of a remarkable culture and sophistication which surpassed all others seen in their day.

The Satyri cities now stand empty and overgrown, and the few tales of encounters with living Satyri tell of a broken people, mere shadows of their former glory. What little we know of their decline comes from anecdotes relayed by these wandering remnants, but from their often contradictory and cryptic statements we can gather only that, though their power may have diminished, their mercurial sense of humour and disregard for the truth seem to persist.